I can't be trusted alone with the Internet, and I can't be trusted not to look up random symptoms on Web MD. I need an intervention. Hello. My name is Nikki, and I am an addict.
I find myself frequently in the position of using our family doctors as the second opinion.
When Amaya was a baby, she had weekly check-ups to have her head measured because her doctor thought her head was shrinking. No explanation. I thought, "Is that possible, can that happen?" So of course I had to Google it. Turns out the nurse measured wrong. Good thing.
When my husband went through his fainting phase. The doctor said, "It happens." No explanation. So again, I Googled it. Turns out, in some people pain triggers shock. The bigger they are the harder they fall. Oh, and believe me, I have stories.
When teacher's were concerned Rio had ADHD. I wasn't having it. Where did I turn. First the Internet, then the doctor. Apparently high energy is a symptom of many mental illnesses. The final diagnosis...he's a boy.
When my doctor told me I had Lupus. Pretty much out of the blue! It was all I could do. Every time I passed the office, I had to look it up. Searching for a different explanation. Link by link. Turns out he was wrong also.
There's just one thing, with every problem I solve, the Internet gives me three more possible illnesses I never considered. Brain tumors, cancer, and PTSD.
Boy, do doctors love me.
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Tuesday, November 23, 2010
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